Land of Osbourne

 

  If you're in old habits Set in your old ways Changes are a-comin' For these are changing days And if your head is in the sand While things are goin' on What you need, what you need, What you need is a change of habit Now if you're in the habit To let your temper fly When you talk with people Who don't see eye to eye And if you don't believe it There's a newer world ahead What you need, what you need, What you need is a change of habit A change of habit, a change of outlook A change of heart, you'll be all right The halls of darkness Have doors that open It's never too late To see the light So if you're in the habit Of putting people down Just because they're different From the wrong side of town Well, don't count on any medals son They're pinning none on you What you need, what you need, What you need is a change of habit

  Rachel....or whatever  I am posting this on my blog to clear a few things up, on the off chance you stumble this way and read it.   I know what happens when I email you.    First and foremost, you need to know that I will never forgive you.  Nothing you say or do will ever change that. Additionally, although you're my sister biologically, not only do I not recognize you as such, and never will, I also no longer feel any sort of kind or loving emotion towards you at all.   That will also never change.  You know, and I know that Bernie  GAVE  me Susie's wedding ring.   He didn't give it to you, he gave it to me.   I know the EXACT date he gave it to me, the occasion and why he gave it to me.  In the past, I've asked you to return it to me. You vehemently refused numerous times and finally said that if I gave you "Mike's File" back, you'd give me the ring back.  I sent the file to Mom. YEARS AGO.  Y...

  The car on the left, AKA Clarke is the 2000 Chevrolet Camaro that John bought for me after selling his Harley Davidson. The car on the right is our 2002 Pontiac Trans Am Firehawk, (8,000 miles on it!)  This car: Is our 1993 Chevrolet Camaro Z28 DRM 450       AKA Christine  This is a Doug Rippie tuner car, modified by Doug Rippie Motorsports We’re having it sent out today to have a new gas tank and exhaust installed. We haven’t driven it for a few years. Less than 60,000 miles, engine rebuilt has about 30,000 I think?

My family’s anthem. If you’re a member, you know the lyrics by heart 

Well readers,  Within the next few days, I will no longer be employed by Hunter Douglas.  On May 12th, it was decided to close the Roseville and Chicago locations of Hunter Douglas. June 1st, myself and my 2 employees began the difficult job of clearing out the office.   I'm sad to be forced to leave this position, as I've been in this industry since January of 1999.  First Steven Fabrics, then Warren Steven, then HD came in and I wound up here.  Fingers crossed I can find something that will make me happy.  In other news, John and I adopted 2 kittens from a gal in Cambridge.  One looks like a tabby/bengal mix, the other is mostly white with a few tabby markings.  Originally, we were just going to adopt the tabby we named Maverick (looks like he has a giant M on his forehead).  The gal we got them from asked if we'd consider adopting his brother, Marshall too, as the two were very bonded.  Sure why not.   Welcome Mave...

Growing up, both of my parents were full time workers.  My Dad worked at the Twin Cities Ford Plant, and my Mom worked for GNB Batteries.  From time to time, Mom needed to go on business trips.  When that happened, Dad would cook. (I'd imagine you can see where I am going with this)  Dad wasn't really the greatest cook, and as such, my sister and I both knew that if Mom was going out of town, that meant Dad was going to cook.  And if Dad was going to cook, that meant only one thing.  Oh Ick.  Oh Ick is one of Dad's favorite meals (I really can't conceive of why), Oh Ick consists of overcooked elbow macaroni and tomato soup. I am not exaggerating when I say we would CRY if he made it because we both hated it so much, which is where the name, "Oh Ick" came from.  Oh Ick has evolved somewhat over the years, and has now become a staple at family gatherings, to the point that when handing out pot luck assignments, someone alw...